My Lipgloss is Poppin'
02-27-2015, 09:31 PM
“Mieux vaut maintenant que nous avons réussi à éviter d'être mangé par une bête monstrueuse...” he mumbled. It was better to be in the shade, and he didn't blame her in the slightest for wanting to get out of the sweat-inducing heat, but he wished she would be just a bit more aware of her surroundings. His tail flickered behind him as she realized what he had done to her. A shriek fell from her rusted lips and he let out a loud and triumphant chuckle. His ears fell back, however, as his sister vehemently argued with him about his chosen tactic of annoying her. She was such a volatile creature, he couldn't help but tease her every now and then. He hadn't done anything really detrimental, after all. It wasn't as if he'd done what she threatened to do - muddied up her coat. That would have been blasphemy and certainly would have resulted in a scar marring his frame. His sister didn't take lightly to being mussed. He watched as she feverishly smoothed her coat where he'd ruffled it, casting her nose up in the air at him and glancing far off into the distance. “Ne pas bouder, sœur, ce ne est pas de devenir un visage si divine que le vôtre.” He swiped his tongue gingerly across the fur she'd smoothed, making sure to go in the proper direction to keep from mussing it once more. It was a gesture of affection, and perhaps of apology - though that wasn't something he'd ever admit. “Where are we going, Roz? Or did you intend to bask under the shade of this tree all day long?” The odds were, that was exactly what she intended, and he would go along with it for today. They had traveled far to get here, and he had no clue what 'here' was. Still, he couldn't help but wonder if there might be somewhere more... suitable for them to linger. He rocked onto his haunches and allowed his tail to curl neatly around his hips, the tip flickering idly between his front paws. “SPEAK,” |
Rozenn is allowed in any thread Claude is involved in, end of story.